The clock inside the church bell towerRings your name every hourI see your face I touch your hair,Then the ringing fades and nobody’s there

Falling out of love is a treacherous thingWith its crucible kiss and it’s ravaged ringWith its holy whispers and labyrinth liesSacrilegious hungry sighsLet me out, set me freeLet me out, set me free

I walk the streets and I taste the dirtI am flesh and blood and my body hurtsI search your silence, looking for a crackFor a passageway where I can pull you back

Falling out of love is a tedious thingWith its jailhouse smirk and its chain gang swingIts time to serve and its sentence setWith its warm blood and cold sweatLet me out, set me freeLet me out, set me free

Mercy Now

Gauthier

My father could use a little mercy nowThe fruits of his labor Fall and rot slowly on the groundHis work is almost overIt won’t be long and he won’t be aroundI love my father, and he could use some mercy now

My brother could use a little mercy nowHe’s a stranger to freedomHe’s shackled to his fears and doubtsThe pain that he lives in isAlmost more than living will allowI love my brother, and he could use some mercy now

My Church and my Country could use a little mercy nowAs they sink into a poisoned pitThat’s going to take forever to climb outThey carry the weight of the faithfulWho follow ‘em downI love my Church and Country and they could use some mercy now

Every living thing could use a little mercy nowOnly the hand of grace can end the raceTowards another mushroom cloudPeople in power, wellThey’ll do anything to keep their crownI love life, and life itself could use some mercy now

Yea, we all could use a little mercy nowI know we don’t deserve itBut we need it anyhowWe hang in the balanceDangle ‘tween hell and hallowed groundEvery single one of us could use some mercy nowEvery single one of us could use some mercy nowEvery single one of us could use some mercy now

Wheel Inside The Wheel

Gauthier

The parade of souls is marching across the skyTheir heat and their light bathed in blue as they march byThe All Stars play “When the Saints Go Marching In”A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the wind

Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes a million dollar smileMarie Laveau promenades with Oscar WildeBig Funky Stella twirls her little red umbrella to the beatAs the soul parade winds its way down Eternity Street

Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundownSpyboy meets Spyboy and Big Chief meets Big Chief uptownThey circle and sway in their rainbow colored feathers and beadsThey prance like peacocks, children of slavery freed

Souls ain’t born, souls don’t dieSoul ain’t made of earth, ain’t made’a water, ain’t made of skyRide the flaming circle wind the golden reelRoll on brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

The Krewe of the Crossbones parades into the midnight sunThey march through the fire and come out beating homemade drumsWhile the French Quarter Queens in their high-heeled drag disguiseSing “Over the Rainbow” ‘til Judy Garland quivers and sighs

Souls ain’t born, souls don’t dieSoul ain’t made of earth, ain’t made’a water, ain’t made of skyRide the flaming circle wind the golden reelAnd roll on brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

The flambeau dancers light the walkway to Jean Pierre’sThere’s a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be thereSipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and talking trashIt’s a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial bash

Souls ain’t born, souls don’t dieSoul ain’t made of earth, ain’t made’a water, ain’t made of skyRide the flaming circle, wind the golden reelAnd roll on brother, in the wheel inside the wheelI said, roll on brother, in the wheel inside the wheelYeah, roll on brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

I Drink

Gauthier/Harmon

He’d get home at 5:30, fix his drink, And sit down in his chair,Pick a fight with mama,Complain about us kids getting in his hair.At night he’d sit alone and smokeI’d see his frown behind his lighter’s flameNow that same frown’s in my mirrorI got my daddy’s blood inside my veins

Fish swimBirds flyDaddies yellMamas cryOld menSit and thinkI drink

Chicken TV dinner6 minutes on defrost, 3 on highA beer to wash it down withThen another, a little whiskey on the sideIt’s not so bad alone hereIt don’t bother me that every night’s the sameI don’t need another loverHanging round, trying to make me change

Fish swimBirds flyLovers leaveBy and byOld menSit and thinkI drink

I know what I amBut I don’t give a damn

Fish swimBirds flyDaddies yellMamas cryOld menSit and thinkI drink

Just Say She's A Rhymer

Howard

When they ask about usAs friends always doRemember the good timesHoney we had a fewI’ll never condemn youI’ll take all the blameYou got a good answerWhen they speak my name

Just say she’s a rhymerAnd rhymers get restlessJust say that she’s out there in search of a songI know I hurt youBut I never meant toJust say she’s a rhymerJust say she’s gone

You know that I loved youYou know that I triedYou know that it hurt meEach time that you criedWhen your crying is overAnd your new life beginsI won’t be around muchSo when you see our friends

Just say she’s a rhymerAnd rhymers get restlessJust say that she’s out there in search of a songI know I hurt youBut I sure never meant toJust say she’s a rhymerJust say she’s goneJust say she’s a rhymerJust say she’s gone

Prayer Without Words

Gauthier/Damphear

Packing vagabond visions and a dream drenched hunger for a homeSwaddled in road dirt, blood stained blankets and poemsOn a stormy suitcase Sunday I awakened to the scream of the birdsThey held their high notes and offered prayer without words

Sinking in asphalt, speechlessness and what could’a beenSurrounded by strangers, scarred stars, stoned broken menRiding the narcotic night ‘til she swerved and smashed into the curbMorning spilled from the wreckage and offered prayer without words

Chains on the mast pull the past, nothing lasts but nothing ever endsI leave town, break new ground, break down, leave town againTrapped in the circle, anchored to the weight of the worldUnder shooting stars that sink the skies and offer prayer without words

Justice rides with jaundiced eyes, jaded judges bleed the broken benchLiberty’s a homicide, she been flogged to death with money’s monkey wrenchDesperado apostates set fire to every holy word we’ve heardSilence billows from the burning book and offers prayer without words

Surrender, that sweet cleaning girl, folds white flags in Hallelujah SquareShe can’t remember where she’s been, one day I’m gonna join her thereUnpack my battered traveling case, hang out a sign that says Do Not DisturbDissolve into a dreamless sleep that offers prayer without words

Your Sister Cried

Eaglesmith

Well I stared out of the windshield into the rain so lightAnd I turned on my dims and somebody flashed me their brightsAnd I reached over and turned the radio way down lowYour sister cried all the way homeLightening crashed and the road shone like a mirrorA dog came out of the ditch then he disappearedAnd I remembered a conversation we once had on the phoneYour sister cried all the way homeI’ll never know how you got into such a messWhy do the bridesmaids all have to wear the same dress?Everybody said you looked real goodBut I think you looked stonedYour sister cried all the way homeYour sister cried all the way homeYour sister cried all the way homeYour sister cried all the way home

Empty Spaces

Gauthier/Keys

Silly me, what was I thinkingI could have sworn you still loved meBut I’m a fool born to chase rainbowsI could never hold you to what you said with your eyesYou and me, hey, weren’t we something?You’re holding my hand in that picture, hanging in the hallWell, I took it down, after you leftNow there’s an empty space on the wall

Empty spaces ain’t nothing newRainbows ain’t something that you hold on toThey move out as the storm moves throughEmpty spaces ain’t nothing new

Every dayI wake up and wonderHow will I make it on my own?Silly me what was I thinkingI was on my own all along

Empty spaces ain’t nothing newRainbows ain’t something that you hold on toThey move out as the storm moves throughEmpty spaces ain’t nothing new

Drop In A Bucket

Gauthier

Happy Anniversary, babyIt’s been a year now since you moved awayEven though I asked you to goI miss you every dayI miss you in the eveningsAlone in the bed where I lieI miss you in the morningBefore I open my eyes

I went and sold everything that I could, babeThen I gave away what didn’t sellI moved south to NashvilleI might like it there but I can’t tellI been hanging in AustinEating chili’s and good Bar-B-QWriting songs about losing and heartacheHey babe, I been writing ‘bout you

A year, that ain’t nothingWhen you lose someone you loveA year is a drop in a bucketWhen you lose someone you love

I been traveling hard since SeptemberI won’t get back to Nashville till JuneI’ve played my songs all over the worldBut I can’t find a home without youI press on like a mad rushing riverI press on with the will to survivePart of me lives for the wind in my faceWhile the other parts barely alive

A year, that ain’t nothingWhen you lose someone you loveA year is a drop in a bucketWhen you lose someone you love

So Happy Anniversary, babyMay fortune and fate be your friendsWherever you go, I want you to knowI don’t think my love ever endsI carry it down the highwayIt’s a part of my body and soulAnd one day it’ll be, the part of mThat will pull me up out of this hole

A year, that ain’t nothingWhen you lose someone you loveA year is a drop in a bucketWhen you lose someone you love

When the rain won’t stop fallingWhen the flood waters riseWhen all that you’re sure of washes out with the tideYou’ll have no crazy lover there to make you look saneYou’ll think of me then when you’re knee deep in rainIt ain’t the wind, it’s the rain

When rain fills the river and dark waters spillOver the levee and rush down the hillThey’ll carry me with themI won’t have to explainThey’ll be no confusionThey’ll only be rain

I was born lonesome and I’m lonesome stillAin’t nothing you done ever changed how I feelWhen the storm clouds are building, when the deluge takes aimI know what’s coming, I know the rainI see what’s coming, I know the rain

It ain’t the wind, it’s the rainIt ain’t the wind, it’s the rainIt ain’t the wind, it’s the rainIt ain’t the wind, it’s the rain